I Began Quite Early In Life To

With A Mental Equipment Which Allows Me To Tell The Difference Between Hot And Cold, I Stand Out In This Community Like A Modern Day Cicero. Dropped Into Any Other City Of The World, I'd Rate As A Possibly Adequate Night Watchman.

...in The Past, As Now, [hollywood] Was A Stamping Ground For Tastelessness, Violence, And Hyperbole, But Once Upon A Time It Turned Out A Product Which Sweetened The Flavor Of Life All Over The World.

Tallulah [bankhead] Was The Foremost Naughty Girl Of Her Era But, In Those Days, "naughty" Meant Piquant, Whereas Values Have So Changed That Now, In The 1970s, It Generally Means Nauseating.

From Early Colonial Days, Sex Life In America Had Been Based On The Custom Of Men Supporting Women. That Situation Reached Its Heyday In The Twenties When It Was Easy For Any Dabbler In Stocks To Flaunt His Manhood By Lavishing An Unearned Income On Girls. But With The Stock-market Crash, Men Were Hard Put Even To Keep Their Wives, Let Alone Spend Money On Sex Outside The Home. The Adjustment Was Much Easier On Women Than On Men, Who Jumped Out Of Windows In Droves, Whereas I Can't Recall A Single Headline That Read: Kept Girl Leaps From Love Nest.

So We Came To The Ritz Hotel And The Ritz Hotel Was Divine. Because When A Girl Can Sit In A Delightful Bar And Have Delicious Champagne Cocktails And Look At All The Important French People In Paris, I Think It Is Divine.